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...mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gasping on the shore ; As thine, Andromache...captive led! In Argive looms our battles to design. And woes, of which so large a part was thine ! To bear the victor's hard commands, or bring The weight...

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...mother's death, the ruin of my kind, 575 Not Priam's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my hrothers gasping on the shore ; As thine, Andromache! thy griefs I dread ; I see thee tremhling, weeping, captive led ! In Argive looms our hattles to design, 580 And woes, of which so...

...mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not PriaH's hoary hairs defil'd with gore, Not all my brothers gasping on the shore ; As thine, Andromache...; I see thee trembling, weeping, captive led ! In Argire looms our battles to di^ign, And woes, of which «j large a part was thine ! To bear the victor's...

...mind, My mother's death, the ruin of my kind, Not Priam's hoary hairs cVnTd with gore, N'ut'al) my brothers gasping on the shore : As thine, Andromache! thy griefs I dread , I see thi'i trembling, weeping, captive led ! In Argive looms onr battles to design, And woes, of which so...

...gore, Not all my brothers gasping on the shurc ; As thine, Audromachc ! thy griefs I dread ; I sec thee trembling, weeping, captive led ! In Argive looms our battles to design, And woes, of which MI large a part «as thine ! To bear the victor's hard commands, or bring 'Ine weight...